So, a couple of weeks ago my mom dropped a megabomb and was all HEEYYYY so guess what? We might move to Boston aannd... wait for it... guess why? Becausei got a job at a Jewish nursing home SILLY! Yes, I know we're not Jewish but they're going to pay me a shitload." I'm guessing we'll convert.
Honestly, the whole idea of packing up my whole life and relocating scares me enough. I don't even want to think about how I'll be leaving my dad in New York and my friends and the City (my first love). Not to mention they say wicked here. As in; "Yaah that red saahks game waaahs WICKED niiice." They have dairy queens though. Now, DQs are pretty crappy, but ever sense I was little I've held a kind of sentimentality towards them because I would always see commercials for these "delicious" concoctions (cotton candy should really never be ice cream) and I'd be like geee that looks great (mind of an 8 year old) but never actually be able to go to one.
I really don't know why I had to write that out. This whole thing blows.
The car ride was pretty funny though. My mom is like the funniest fucking person when she drives. Even when she has the TomTom talking to her in it's British porn star voice she doesn't have any idea when she's going. It's like "Why isn't it talking?! What am I supposed to do?!!!" That is the point mom. You do something when it tells you to do it. TomTom knows ALL.
However, she lost a couple of cool points when she not only told me to find the "Axl Rose" album (referring to the awful Guns 'n Roses Greatest Hits Compilation she so lovingly purchased from target a few weeks back), but when I mentioned Slash. She said "Does he play for Rage Against The Machine?"
MOM. really? really? really? MOST FAMOUS GUITARIST OF ALL TIME is Slash. Sure, Tom Morello is better... but she really can not call herself a G&R fan if she thinks they are called Axl Rose. And she doesn't know who Slash is. And the only song she knows is Sweet Child O Mine. And she thinks that Chinese Democracy is a win.
****Epic Fail.*****
I've also come to the conclusion that all states north of New York get in on the trends waaay late. Example: the Jewish nursing home is paying for us to see Blue Man Group tomorrow night. I've heard that it's pretty cool... but the idea of blue men freaks me out. Way to Dr. Wanghattan for my taste. Also, I saw a billboard for Stomp.
What's next, Rent at the Nassau Community theater?
This hotel room is zen. It's making me hungry (Indian Restaurant across the street)
Arrivaderci!
Friday, March 20, 2009
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